Day One

[Clint-Sempai]

Day One 7:30 A.M





Light splashed over the prison turned safe-haven. It had been raining for a week prior to this day, so the sun was welcome to many. The clear blue skies seem to mock the world below it and the shambles it was left in. Fires raged out of control; Once busy markets torn and ravaged. Monsters and Ungodly beings had begun to to take control, an extinction of man. What men were left found themselves in a constant battle for survival against insurmountable odds against these beasts... and
at times fellow man. A new force was rising from the ashes, and they carry a name with them; The Cult. For the Survivors, They would constantly threaten their existance and sanity. Lead by cloaked and Masked figures, they turn whomever they can for their cause with promises of anew world. However, inside the Five story prison haven, The Cult has yet to be known...


"The Fuck D'ya know!?" Shouted a voice which echo on the walls in the prison.
"I'm only saying its not wise to leave right now." Responded a Second Voice.

"Oh, and you think stayin' in here is any better?!"

"What, don't you remember what's out there? Or did you manage to forget?" Spoke a third voice, female this time.

"Shuddup! I'm takin' my family out of here. There's got to be somewhere better than this!" Shouted the first man.

"And where do you thi--" The Woman voice cut off quickly.

"He's obviously made up his mind Diane... We'll let him go." Said the Second Man.

"Whatever." Responded Diane.

A loud rumble replace the voices, signaling the large metal doors were opening after having been closed for nearly a week. Many of the Survivors inside were waking, standing against the railings to peer down on the scene.

Standing at the controls to the door was the man whom had been dubbed 'The Leader'. He had brought them all here, but most of them had never actually seen him. He was a tall man, somewhat of a heavy build, but it was obvious that these recent events were toning his body. In his right hand he held a long wooden handle that connected to a large hunk of metal, It was a sledgehammer. Beside him Stood Diane, whom loosely held an oddly shapped Machete. It was obvious from the way that she carried herself that she was in a foul mood. She lean over and whisper something to the Leader, whom nodded. He turn his attention to the people above him. "If anyone wishes to leave with this man, now is your time..." Silence fell on the entire place.


"Your all fuckin' insane. The whole lot of you!" Said the man whom had started all the shouting. He wasn't an impressive man, rather short and skinny. Beside him, His wife hugged onto two children. It seem as if they didn't wish to go, but were being force to. "Your all gonna' rot in here." With that, he left, and as he did the doors shut and lock behind him.

It was at that point that the survivors began to do whatever it might be they did to pass the time, chatter beginning to pick up throughout the building, however the Sledgehammer toteing man and Diane remain beside the door....





((Alright, this is the beginning of the roleplay. You all know what to do, although don't post until you've made a character page and what not, Savvy?))

((Also, for people who made 'themselves' you will be privlaged of knowing who the sledgehammer dude is. Of course that is myself. You will also recognize Diane as my girlfriend, but this moment will have been the first time you will have known this. :3
And for those people that made up characters, you obviously have no idea who I am, beyond the Leader.))

((Enjoy! And interesting stuff will happen soon enough!! ))

[Haku]

Mike

Mike sat in his bunk waiting for the family to leave. When he heard the doors start to open he reached over next to him, grabbed his katana, and moved out to the main floor.

"lets just hope nothing is waiting out there to get in" ran through his head as he watched the small, cowering group leave. once the doors had shut, he made his was twords the sledgehammer toating man.

"hey, how we doin for food?... did they take supplies or just break and run?", as he spoke he tucked his sheathed his katana into a sash that was tied around his waist, under his jacket.

[Clint-Sempai]

Narrator//Bradley

A small smile etched across his lips as he made eye contact with Mike. This was certainly the last place he'd expected to run into him. He had worries that he would never see anyone he'd known before this mess again. It was certainly comforting to see a familiar face.

"No, They just left with what little they had." He shruged indifferantly about the whole situation. "As far as food goes, We probably have another week or so left before we have to venture out and find food.." He sigh softly as he glance up toward the various survivors "I didn't get a chance to scope much of the surrounding area out.. but I'm sure there must be some place to get food from."

He glance to his side as Diane whisper something to him and then walk off. He turn his attention back to Mike. "How are you holding up?" He question softly, knowing this wasn't an easy question to answer, concidering things..



This post has been edited by Clint-Sempai on May 29 2008, 09:48 PM

[Haku]

Mike
Mikes eyes seemed to darken for a second as he spoke in a whisper "as good as a man could be for not knowing where his wife and son are"

memories flooded mike's mind in a rush of saddness. him and his wife coming down from their house in montana to visit, him bringing his katana so he could compete in a tournament. on his way back to the place they where staying when all of a sudden he was t-boned by another car in a intersection, and then pulling him self from the wreckage only to find the world descended into chaos, then the frantic attempt at survival....

all of a sudden his face lit back up and he smile again.
"but yah know, i think i am actually kinda curious about the situation outside, that...... and really hungry.

[Clint-Sempai]

Narrator//Bradley

Bradley's smile left his face, and did not return. It was hard to imagine the feeling that he was struggling with. It had never occured to him how lucky he was to have been able to keep Diane safe and by his side. He could only pray that they were still surviving.

"Well, friend, food is always available to those who can ask for it." He place a hand on Mike's shoulder. "Come, Let's eat before we do anything that involves the outside world." He lift his hand off and motion for Mike to follow.

In a short moment, they found themselves in the kitchen. The door on the far end was nailed shut, items that weren't needed in the kitchen anymore were placed against it. They had nothing that could be cooked, Mostly relieing on canned foods, although they did have some fruits that had yet to spoil. "Well, It's not much but eat... We will trek out there in the afternoon... We practically have to now."

[Haku]

Mike

"pears, pears, pears" mike mumbled to himself as he sorted through the cans. all he knew was that a can of pears sounded like a awesome snack. once he managed to locate a can he leaned up against one of the walls, opened the can, and started to munch on pieces of pear.
"mmmm, at least before we go out i can get a good snack"

He didnt speak again untill he had finished the entire can.

"so whats the plan?, its obvious we cant stay in here the entire time, we need to gather supplies and return,......... or move to another location."

[Dante Lionheart]

Bud


Though it was early, Bud was already up starting the day with some push ups and sit ups when the commotion began. Before he joined the navy he had loved to sleep in late, but after he had been in for four years he couldn't help but wake up early. When he heard the doors open he prepared himself, his weapons were always on him but his blades weren't always drawn. He stepped out of his cell to get a better look. The man shouted, "Your all gonna' rot in here!" And with that, he left, taking his wife and their two children as the doors shut behind them. Even though he had only seen the back of the man carrying the sledgehammer, he looked just like one of his old friends. But he knew better than that, there was little chance he was still alive, and the chance of him being here was nearly impossible. He turned, went back into his cell. After thinking for a short period of time, he bowed his head, prayed and headed towards the door. "I'm going to go get the woman and children, I can't live with their death on my conscious..."

[Clint-Sempai]

Narrator//Bradley

Bradley sits back against a stove, quietly munching on an apple. "Well, Thing is, I'm sure if we were careful, it would be fairly easy to stay put here... For a while. Obviously food supply would run out in the surrounding area.." He sigh, pushing himself off the stove and took another bite from the apple. "Most of these people have gone as far as they can, either mentally or physically. If the idea of leaving is brought up, most of them will choose to stay.." It was a terrible truth, but a truth all the same. "Not everyone here can protect themselves, and those that can certainly can't keep an eye on everyone.. I'm not really sure on what to do."

It had been a while since he'd talk to anyone about his thoughts, so it was nice to finally get them out there. "As far as today.. I'd like to scan around the area.. Gather some things.. And most importantly, I'd like to find a map."


Taylor

"Hey." Taylor spoke, sitting on a overturn desk near the doors. He stare quietly at Bud as he march toward the door. While he had no idea what Bud was doing, he could at least figure out that he wanted to leave. "What, you didn't hear the Big Man say that 'if you wanted to leave, now is the time?'" A casual grin spread onto his face as he leap from the desk and land clumsily on his feet. Taylor was a medium build guy, not too tall, not too short. His hair was a dirty blond and he look like what some would say a beach bum. "Afraid these doors don't open without Bradley's permission." He stood before Bud, his arms crossed over his chest. "So, why don't you go back to your room or something?"

[Dante Lionheart]

Bud

"Bradly? Bradly? No, there was no way it was really him...Besides, who the hell is this guy and who does he think he is?" Bud thought to himself.
"Look pal," he put extra emphasis on the word pal, "I'm not looking for any trouble, I just want to get outside and get that woman and her children back in here. Are you going to help me out or what?"

[Clint-Sempai]

Taylor

"You think that's sucha' good idea? I mean, obviously that chum left with his family. Ya' really think he's gonna just let you take them?" Taylor couldn't help but laugh, and did so right in his face. "Listen, I think your absolutely insane... But sure, I'll help you out. I'm sure it wont be such a big deal... But why don't you wait a bit?" He lean back against the door, his arms still crossed over his chest. "We're supposed to be goin' out to scavenge for supplies, and we're pretty sure we know where he was going. How's that sound?"

[Dante Lionheart]

Bud


Since talking was obviously not the way to reach this guy, Bud decided to take action. The whole being laughed in his face part probably didn't help either. Bud grabbed him by his shirt and backed him into the wall where he slammed him against it. "I don't know what your problem is but I don't like it. There are children in mortal danger out there who may not have much time left. So either you open this door for me, or I am going to force feed you your own teeth. Your move pal..."

[Clint-Sempai]

Taylor

A broad grin spread over his face. Sure, there were kids out there, but this world was so fucked to him, why bother with just a few people? It's not like many others would do that for you... But this guy seemed seriously intent on committing suicide, so why not just let him. "Fine, fine." He held his hands up, a sign of submission. When he was let go, he walk to the controls and pull down the lever. "Knock yourself out... Is there anyone here that will be able to identify whats left of you? Or should we just bury you on the spot?" He said loud enough to be heard over the grind of the doors opening.

[Haku]

Mike

he shrugged.
"well, we will have a choice, we could continue to sit here on our asses until supplies ran out in the surrounding area. then move, hoping we could find something.... or..."

he paused and finished the can of pears

"we could gather some supplies soon, leave those who don't want to move here with some of them, and the rest of us move to a better location."

he put both his hands palm out twords brad

" don't get me wrong, I'm all for saving people, but they have to have the will to survive, not to just get by and ignore the problems that are starting."

[Clint-Sempai]

Narrator//Bradley

A wry smile cross his face as Mike made sure to clarify that he wasn't wanting to just abandon everyone. "No, no. I understand. I have been thinking the same thing.. It's just when your in a position of expected leadership, those decisions seem all the more difficult." He sigh, leaning back against the stove again. "I'm sure it will come to that.. Those who choose to stay will be the ones this new world will swallow whole. They aren't fighters.. They just don't have that will." Shrugging he set the apple core behind him. "Either way, we will soon see who wants to live and who wants to lay down and die."

[Dante Lionheart]

Bud



Bud just laughed and headed towards the now open doors. With his back facing Taylor he lifted his hand and raised his middle finger as he walked though the open doors with a smile on his face. "I could almost like that guy if he weren't such a prick," he thought to himself. Once outside he released his blades scanned the area and listened intently as he slowly began looking for the group that had just left...